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...A look like you can leave at any time.

Xie Zheng's fingers trembling on his side trembled.

"Where is the princess?"

The light and fluttering voice made An Fu chill behind his back.

He replied honestly: "Thanks to the master, the princess and empress are the director of Mianyunju daily."

Mianyunju is the main courtyard of the princess.

Zhu Yuan was the director there, and he did not make a mistake.

The problem is that on the second day of the wedding, he made people move all Mian Yunju's things.

Xie Zheng walked over, stroked across the stacked boxes, turned his hand and saw that there was a little dust on his fingertips.

It’s only one month since I wish Yuan got married...

This room has obviously never been used.

Xie Zheng stared at the plaster on his finger.

An Fu stood on the side anxiously, seeing his every move, and seeing more traces on the box, he hurriedly pulled out the clean veil, leaning forward to wipe him.

Xie Zheng put down his hand, turned his back behind him, and said, "An Fu."

"Eh." An Fuyou stared at his fingers, hesitant to speak.

"In the beginning, how did I tell you?" Xie Zheng's tone was as smooth as if he was chatting with others.

An Fu shook his heart, no longer caring about the dust, and immediately knelt down: "Go back to the master, you said, move the princess's things to Shensitang."

He has served Xie Zheng for many years and knows Xie Zheng's temperament.

This person Xie Zheng always gets more angry and calmer.

The only time he got angry, it seemed to be related to the princess——

An inspiration flashed in his mind, An Fu cautiously said: "Well, except for the big things, the princess's luggage has indeed been moved..."

But that is the princess, who is in charge of the palace and the shop, do you want anything? Isn't it easy to vacate Yimianyunju?

Xie Zheng hesitated: "Really?"

"Don't dare to deceive the master, those things are slowly added by the princess—"

Xie Zheng kicked his words back into his stomach.

An Fu fell to the ground embarrassedly.

He didn't care about the pain, so he got up in a hurry, his head hit the ground, and said in panic: "The master calms down his anger."

Xie Zheng carried his hands on his back and looked at him coldly: "It seems that you have forgotten the rebuke six years ago."

An Fu was nervous: "The slave dare not forget."

"Don't dare? I think you are very courageous." Xie Zheng's tone was calm, not as if he had just kicked someone, "What do I mean by asking you to bring the princess's things over?"

An Fu didn't dare to lift his head, and said, "Let the princess live in Shensi Hall."

And now, although Zhu Yuan is staying in Shensitang, the things she has in Shensitang not only have not been out of the box, but in the daytime they are still sleeping in Yunju...

In any case, this is not a move in.

Xie Zheng nodded: "It seems that you still have some brains."

An Fu became more nervous.

"When did you know?" Xie Zheng asked again.

An Fu dare not say anything at this time.

Xie Zheng knew it, and said lightly: "You know it right from the start." After that, he seemed to think of something again, "Just now, you let me go to the garden to enjoy peach blossoms?"

An Fu has followed him for so many years, has he ever seen him admire the scenery and flowers? Don't you know if he is interested in these poetic things?

This is looking at him from the study room and Shen Sitang back and forth every day, without a chance to start, turning around and letting him go for a stroll elsewhere?

He smiled, "It seems that you are quite dissatisfied with the princess I chose."

The cold spring, the house that has not been opened for ventilation for many days is very cold.

An Fu, who was kneeling on the ground, sweated out of his forehead.

"The slave dare not." The voice was shaking.

Xie Zheng turned his back and said, "Come here."

Following An Ping, who was on duty, Anping cautiously moved forward two steps: "The slave is here."

"Give it to An Rui, twenty boards." Xie Zheng said lightly, "Don't come back and wait until you think about it."

An Ping shrank his neck: "Yes."

An Fu trembled, trying to struggle: "Master..."

"Also." Xie Zheng stopped paying attention to him, and only told An Ping, "Look up who went to Qingxi Courtyard in the past few days and who gave Anfu something."

This is to thoroughly investigate what he meant.

An Fu was shocked, kowtow again and again: "The master is forgiving, the slave must not dare to betray the master, the slave is only worried about the master—"

Xie Zheng hadn't heard of it: "Pull it out."

"Yes!" An Ping said a word of mercy to An Fu with a bitter face, and stretched out his hand to help him.

Xie Zheng said coldly: "Am I not understanding enough?"

An Ping's heart shuddered: "The slave knows what's wrong." With both hands, he grabbed An Fu who was kneeling on the ground and pulled it out.

The eunuchs next to Xie Zheng, according to his requirements, all learned martial arts, not to mention how advanced martial arts, at least they must be able to run horses and draw bows, and be able to resist a few times when encountering things.

He used his strength, An Fu was immediately dragged out of the house, and when he passed the threshold, he made a bang. The latter finally did not dare to speak, and was honestly dragged out.

Only An He was left guarding Xie Zheng in the room.

Xie Zheng stared at the ink characters slowly emerging on the wall until the ink characters disappeared.

After a while, a voice came from outside.

An He glanced outwards and whispered: "Master, the princess is back."

Xie Zheng returned to his senses and said, "Let's go."

As soon as they stepped out of the house, they saw Zhu Yuan and his party enter the main room.

He then followed up.

The little maid who was walking in front swept the corner of her eyes and was startled, and she hurriedly turned around to salute.

Zhu Yuan heard the movement and turned back, and when he saw him, he flashed in surprise: "It's so early today?" He glanced behind him, smiled and greeted him, "Are you hungry?" Turning around, "Hurry up and let someone pass the meal." ."

"Yes."

Xie Zheng stared at her, trying to see from her face, but couldn't get half of it. He sighed secretly and led her into the house: "I come back in advance to talk to you, who knows you are not here."

He came back early and blamed An Fu, but he couldn't hide it from her, so he simply told the truth.

Zhu Yuan was stunned. He didn't mention why he wasn't in Shen Si Tang. He just smiled and followed his words: "When you meet every day, what else do you want me to say?"

Xie Zheng's deep gaze fell on her smiling face.

Zhu Yuan was not nervous at all, and tilted her head to smile at him: "Am I too good-looking?"

Xie Zheng:...

"Okay, just kidding." Zhu Yuan took his arm and led him into the house. "Did something happen outside?"

Xie Zheng suppressed his thoughts and turned to business: "You give away the leaves, don't you worry about meeting with Princess Ning in the future?"

Zhu Yuan blinked: "That's it?" She waved her hand, "I don't send it everywhere, just a few family members, and all my parents, what are you afraid of? I'm borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

"...It's okay if you don't worry about it." It's not a big deal, and since she thinks it's okay, it's okay.

"Don't worry, if there is any problem, it is also Princess Ning who is looking for me. President Ning will not trouble you for ordering leaves." Zhu Yuan smiled and changed the subject, "Come and see my plan for the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. , I don’t see anything wrong, you see if there is something to be changed..."

...

Xie Zheng finally did not ask why Zhu Yuan was not a director of Shen Si Tang.

Turning his head, Zhu Yuan also learned that An Fu was blamed, and two other palace ladies were sent back to the palace.

She asked Mother Xu gossipingly: "Are you Anfu father-in-law, with these two palace ladies..." She coughed slightly, "Is there a private relationship?" For example, what?

Madam Xu shook her head: "The slave and maid didn't look like it, I'm afraid there is something else... According to the slave, this punishment is still too late."

Zhu Yuan was surprised: "You don't like him?"

Mother Xu frowned immediately and began to analyze for her: "Don't look at this old **** smiling all day long, he is very opinionated about us, and every time I look for him, he always shirks all kinds of excuses... Hmph, I just want to give The master is the master."

Zhu Yuan blinked: "Why don't I know?" She frowned, "You have to tell me if you encounter problems. Since I am in front of your master, I take care of you."

Mother Xu smiled: "This little thing is not enough for you to come forward, he is very clear in his heart, and he dare not do too much for the master to discover."

Zhu Yuanyou was dissatisfied: "When I encounter this kind of slave, tell me that if you can't get him away, we won't fight him."

Mother Xu was shocked and hurriedly persuaded her: "As a last resort, don't be at odds with the confidant of the prince. If you are wearing small shoes, this will really make you cry."

Zhu Yuan disagrees: "If my relationship with the prince can't stand the provocation for a while, then this love will come to an end."

At this point, it was plain and sparse, and it was not at all sad.

Mother Xu was shocked and she hurriedly scanned her surroundings to make sure that she and Gu Yu were the only ones in the room. She was relieved, and then immediately said, "Wang Hao, you are just getting started now, how can you say such unlucky things? ?"

Zhu Yuan was helpless: "Mother, just say it casually."

Mother Xu didn't think so: "You and the prince are in a juvenile friendship. If you manage it properly, no one will pass you in the future. Why do you have to fight against others and break your relationship?"

"Okay, I didn't do it?" Zhu Yuan didn't want to argue with her on this issue.

Mother Xu gave up now.

But I didn't expect that her princess looked like she was young, and she was in love with her, she seemed to be indifferent...

As long as she thinks of the cages that are piled up in Shensitang, completely unopened, only to find out when needed, she is worried.

The princess is like this, clearly...

She always felt that the omen was not good, and she still had to persuade her when she turned around, put things out as they should, and live in Shensitang generously.

***

Look at An Fu, who has finished with his rod, crying and crying for medicine on the ground.

"Okay." An Rui was out of anger and put down the plaster in his hand. "I only suffered a bit of skin trauma, and I'm not cheating. What are you doing here?"

An Fu wiped away his tears: "Skin trauma also hurts!"

"I thought you were copper-skinned and iron-boned. I told you several times, but I replied. Turning around is still the same." An Rui became more and more angry, and simply slapped it down.

An Fu screamed: "You bastard, do you want to hurt your father?!"

"Oh!" An Rui took a sip, "It's up to the master to miss the old feelings, otherwise, you should be thrown into the mass grave today."

An Fu cried and said, "Isn't I the master? We have been serving the master for many years, except for helping the master... Isn't it just about serving the little master? Look at that person again, not to mention the chronic cold, that is not so thin. Does it look like it can be produced?"

He pulled over the square kerchief and blew his nose, "The master is twenty-one, and even the eldest son of the king was born. How can I bear this in our house...?"

He Wang is the fourth-ranked prince Xie Chang. He was nineteen years old and married and opened his mansion last year, a first half earlier than Xie Zheng.

How long has this been...An Rui wants to shoot him again: "Do you still want to continue tossing?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" An Fu was downcast.

An Rui glanced outside and made sure that the little **** was guarding, and then whispered to him: "We are the people, take care of the master, and the master will go smoothly. We will also follow the blessing. The master is happy. Aren't we happy? Don't worry, why are you worried?"

An Fu refused to accept: "The master is still young-oh, you bastard!"

An Rui calmly retracted his hand: "The master had such a mentality seven or eight years ago, why do you need to teach it?" Before An Fu could speak, he continued, "The master can walk, and we will follow. I will ask you. For more than ten years, when did the master laugh the most?"

An Fu puzzled: "You ask this—"

An Rui lowered his face: "You think about it carefully."

The two of them have been elders for more than ten years, and naturally they know very well. Seeing him like this, An Fu sank and began to remember.

After a long while, he hesitated: "...These two months?"

An Rui nodded and said: "Also, in the past, the masters were just busy with things, eating and drinking on weekdays, don't we have to remind us? These days, don't you find it easier?"

Since the wedding, Xie Zheng has not lost three meals a day.

I woke up early every day to practice martial arts, and after freshening up, I followed Zhu Yuan for breakfast. Lunch and dinner were also punctually returned to Shensitang. Occasionally, they would surely let them pass the message back and let the princess wait for him.

There is still mood. Xie Zheng has also lost the coldness of the past during this period, and the whole person has become much milder. He won’t be bored all day long in the study studying writing and reading, and occasionally they go to tell things, he even chats with them...

An Rui added another fire: "A couple of days ago, the princess also laughed at the master, saying that he was a little fatter. Think about it, our master has been exhausted since he was a teenager...Have you ever been fat?"

Xie Zheng has always practiced martial arts. Even if he eats a lot and is not fat, he looks quite normal... They never thought of this.

An Fu was startled.

Seeing that he finally recollected, An Rui breathed a sigh of relief, and finally warned: "I can't control any changes in the future. However, in my place, the master is first. I will do what he wants to do. What to do next. If you continue to confront the master, don’t blame me for ignoring the ten-year relationship and ending you personally."